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I always tell people that I became a writer not because I went to school but because my mother took read more
I always tell people that I became a writer not because I went to school but because my mother took me to the library. I wanted to become a writer so I could see my name in the card catalog.
A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
To be or not to be that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings read more
To be or not to be that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing, end them.
This life's dim windows of the soul. Distorts the heavens from pole to pole. And leads you to believe a read more
This life's dim windows of the soul. Distorts the heavens from pole to pole. And leads you to believe a lie when you see with, not through, the eye.
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then read more
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.
Avarice, envy, pride. Three fatal sparks, have set the hearts of all on Fire.
Avarice, envy, pride. Three fatal sparks, have set the hearts of all on Fire.
I wanted to convince you that you must learn to make every act count, since you are going to be read more
I wanted to convince you that you must learn to make every act count, since you are going to be here for only a short while, in fact, too short for witnessing all the marvels of it.
We breathe, we think, we conceive of our lives as narratives.
We breathe, we think, we conceive of our lives as narratives.
Thurber did not write the way a surgeon operates, he wrote the way a child skips rope, the way a read more
Thurber did not write the way a surgeon operates, he wrote the way a child skips rope, the way a mouse waltzes.